Myth Beyond Heaven

Lin Feng led the procession forward, his steps measured and deliberate. The guests followed, their gazes fixed on the awe-inspiring statue. As they approached, a faint melody filled the air, a celestial choir echoing through the vast chamber. Motes of golden light swirled around them, washing over them in a wave of cleansing energy.

Reaching the foot of the statue, Lin Feng knelt with a deep bow, his forehead pressed against the cool jade floor. The guests followed suit, their movements imbued with the utmost respect. A moment of profound silence blanketed the hall, broken only by the soft strains of the celestial music.

At that moment, amidst the swirling golden light and the echo of ancient reverence, the power of the Kunlun God seemed to permeate the very essence of their beings. It was a humbling reminder of the vast and ancient lineage they stood witness to, a legacy that Lin Feng, and the Kunlun Sect, had sworn to uphold.

As the last note of the celestial symphony faded, Lin Feng rose, his eyes gleaming with a renewed sense of purpose. He turned to address the assembled guests, his voice echoing softly within the cavernous hall. "Esteemed guests, your presence here today honors not only the Kunlun God but also the enduring bond between our sects. May his blessings guide us all on our chosen paths."

The guests murmured their assent, their faces reflecting the awe and inspiration they felt. The ceremony within the Hall of the Divine Ancestor had served as a powerful reminder of their shared heritage and the responsibility they bore as profound practitioners.

"The grand ceremony will begin in a week. The Hall of Divine Ancestor will be open for everyone to pay homage to the Kunlun God during this period," Lin Feng added further.

"Understood." The guests bowed their heads one last tto the statue before departing.

As they filed out of the hall, the rising sun cast long shadows across the mountain peaks, painting the scene in a golden hue that echoed the divine light they had witnessed within.

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At this moment, a burly man with a fiery red goatee approached Lin Feng. It was Hou Jinyang, the current sect master of the Mount Shu Sect.

"It's been a while, Brother Lin," Hou Jinyang said with a smile. "How about we have a drink?"

"Sure," Lin Feng smiled.

The conversation flowed as other sect leaders arrived. Yu Xinlan, the sect master of the Jade Peak Sect, with hair like spun ebony, spoke up, "Hey, Old Hou. Are you going to take out your Thousand Flavors Wine today?"

Hou Jinyang rolled his eyes. "How could it be?"

Yu Xinlan snorted coldly and turned to look at a beautiful woman clad in a pristine white robe, Yue Shen, the sect master of the Silver Moon Sect. "Look, Sister Yue. He's still stingy as usual."

Yue Shen smiled faintly and said nothing.

Suddenly, Lin Feng and the others collectively looked towards the plaza outside the hall. They exchanged solemn glances before walking out.

Lin Yitong's group arrived at the plaza, their appearance drawing everyone's attention. However, the surrounding practitioners didn't think much of it, considering it was worship month and many visitors would be coming.

"This place..." Lin Yitong frowned deeply. "I've never encountered such an ancient aura before. It could be something from the Primordial Era."

Yun Lintian and the others observed their surroundings carefully. Undoubtedly, the environment here was far better than any place they'd been.

"There's a barrier deep in the mountain. It's similar to the barrier in those people's minds," Lin Yitong spoke further. "I can't pry into it."

Yun Lintian didn't know where to begin at that moment. Everything was too bizarre.

Lin Feng approached and respectfully greeted Lin Yitong. "Greetings, Senior. This junior is Lin Feng, the current sect master of the Kunlun Realm. Please allowto welcyou to Mount Kunlun."

Hou Jinyang and the other two women quickly followed suit. "We greet Senior," they said, clearly recognizing Lin Yitong's identity as a true god.

"Get up," Lin Yitong spoke softly. "I have no intention of disturbing anyone. I'm here to ask a few questions."

Slightly surprised, Lin Feng made an inviting gesture. "Please followto a private room in the reception hall, Senior."

Lin Yitong followed Lin Feng without further comment.

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"This is our finest spirit tea. Please forgive my poor hospitality," Lin Feng said as he poured tea for everyone.

Lin Yitong sipped the tea and asked, "From your reaction, it seems I'm the first true god to chere in a long time."

"Yes," Lin Feng replied respectfully. "Our Kunlun Realm is a middle-level realm under the Heavenly Court's jurisdiction, located in the outer region. The last ta true god visited was a hundred thousand years ago."

Yun Lintian and the others were surprised. There were at least four God Ascension Realm practitioners here, yet it was only ranked as a middle-level realm. How strong could the high-level realms be?

This revelation almost confirmed their conjecture. The place they were in was definitely not the Nine Heavens Realm. After all, the Kunlun Realm would certainly be ranked high-level there.

Remaining calm and composed, Lin Yitong asked further, "Have you ever visited the Heavenly Court?"

Lin Feng's eyes burned with excitement upon hearing the question. "I was fortunate enough to participate in the Jade Emperor's heavenly celebration five years ago."

Yun Lintian and the others exchanged surprised glances. This meant the Heavenly Court existed here. Did they truly travel back in time?

"It's like this," Lin Yitong began. "I've been in seclusion for a very long time. I'm unfamiliar with the current situation here. Could you tellabout it?"

"It's my pleasure to help you, Senior," Lin Feng said politely. He didn't doubt Lin Yitong's statement in the slightest. After all, it was normal for a true god to remain in seclusion for millions of years.

"More than a hundred thousand years ago, the God of Heaven issued a decree to build a god tomb for the fallen gods. It was completed twenty thousand years ago, and many fallen gods, such as the Heavenly Protector, have been buried there."

Yun Lintian and the others exchanged shocked glances. Wouldn't this imply the God of Heaven is still alive? If so, they had undoubtedly traveled back in t– to the very Primordial Era!